Where is it hidden in the back of the house?

Two thatched houses next to each other, with an empty space in between.

These two rooms, at first glance, were built very close to each other as a family's house.

Mrs. Ma squeezed sideways into the air, squatted down with her back against the wall, and reached out to scoop up a crockpot.

Really, it doesn't take so much effort to hide gold, silver, and jewelry.

Really, the rat didn't give this chicken to eat, it's really lucky.

"Milk, why don't you hide in the cellar, or not?"

"Tsk, don't make a noise, how not. How many pheasants can there be, and they all fly when they hear the movement, and no matter how evil the four heroes are, they can only hold down one and strangle one to death. The little ones are not enough to share this bit of meat, and some of them are not divided and howl by pulling their necks. is as big as you, and you haven't even caught a single chicken feather. Just take care of me, leave you a piece, you see, I left you a big piece. ”

Mrs. Ma chattered and said with a breath, and opened the crockpot as if offering a treasure: "Don't you love meat?" Hurry up, eat, and wipe your mouth when you're done. ”

"Have you eaten it?"

"Shall I eat, I'll drink soup, drink several bowls, hurry up."

In this weather, the chicken in the crockpot has long been congealed.

It's a big piece of chicken, and the shape of the chicken breast and dried meat has to be the size of a palm.

We don't know how grandma managed to steal meat from a chicken, which is similar to Ge You, and has not been found to be hiding privately.

Song Fuling hugged the crockpot, stared at the meat inside, and thought: You, you, eat so much sauced beef, why are you embarrassed to eat chicken.

"I don't eat, and you don't give me heat, what should I do if I eat diarrhea."

Mrs. Ma couldn't believe it.

What kind of family? Talking so wildly, I haven't seen meat for a few days, no, it's not that I haven't seen meat, it's that I haven't even eaten drip oil in the past few days, and when I saw the chicken, she asked her to heat it first, and she didn't even reach out and take it out.

"Don't worry too much, I'll give you the house to heat, then you have to know that I cook and hide food, how can I hide it in the future?"

"Oh milk, it's not good, it's coming, hurry up," Song Poria suddenly seemed to be nervous, with a nervous breath all over her body, she took out the chicken and stuffed it into Mrs. Ma's mouth, and her feet were still stamping urging: "Hurry up, chew milk, people should see it." ”

Mrs. Ma was confused, gobbled up, ate a piece of cold meat, and wiped her mouth with oil quite nervously after eating. looked back and forth, and didn't forget to look at the empty space, afraid that someone came from the gap in front of him: "Where is it, people?" ”

Song Poria put the crockpot on the ground and took a few steps back: "I seem to have heard it wrong, milk, I'm leaving, and the water is gone." ”

"You?"

……

Tonight's meal is a large cake with four noodles and a hot cabbage soup.

The flatbread is steamed in several thatched huts.

The old ladies never straightened their waists, and steamed five hundred and sixty of them with only dry food.

More than 500 large cakes, which sound like a lot, but you can't eat them in large quantities. If you let the half-sized children and the strong laborers eat in large quantities, they will be able to wrap up the round. I feel hungry when I eat nothing.

The cabbage soup simply set up a fire in front of the house, and four large black pots were set up on the fire, boiling the water, directly aiming the washed cabbage at the cauldron, and cutting it into the pot with a knife. After shaving, sprinkle the coarse salt into the pan and stir with a spoon.

This kind of soup without even a drop of oil can be eaten by everyone.

One by one, they stood or squatted, holding bowls and drinking. The bowl is not enough, and whoever finishes eating first hands the bowl to the next person, and the family mixes with each other.

Song Poria also drank fragrantly, she was infected by others, and seeing the fragrance of people's eating, she felt as if this cabbage soup was also delicious.

Song Fusheng drank four bowls of hot soup, didn't eat much cakes, and basically soaked all the cakes in his hand for Mi Shou to eat. He doesn't have to be hungry, he can eat the space when he is hungry.

He was cold, thirsty, and had no hot food in his stomach, so he wanted to drink hot soup. At the end of the day, I chatted with this person and talked to that one, but I didn't drink a sip of hot water.

To say that in this family of three, Qian Peiying is really affordable to eat.

Qian Peiying drank three bowls of cabbage soup and ate two large cakes. She's been working all day, and she's so tired this day. Fetching water and grass, and following the men who went up the hill to cut trees, they went to collect dry branches and leaves of dry grass, and carried them back one by one, bag after bag.

Her old Song secretly scolded her for being stupid just now, saying that she had a deep wound on her hand, and she couldn't hide from her life with any excuse.

I can find an excuse, but I'm sorry.

Especially seeing that Grandpa is so old and hasn't slept much for a day and a night, and her waist is so tired that she can't stand up and mow the grass, and repair the road back and forth, how embarrassed she is to sit there and not work.

The cabbage soup pot has the advantage of being served outside, everyone can get together to talk, and it can also bake a fire. Otherwise, it's just these dilapidated houses, and the kang and the ground are full of adobe, and the big guys have nowhere to put their feet if they want to get together.

Song Li was almost eating, taking out his small broken book with one hand, and taking out the tobacco pouch pot with no tobacco leaves at all with the other. It is customary to say a few words with a mouthful of cigarette pouch pots:

"While everyone is here, I'll say a few words.

At the moment, this is the case, so I can only simply report to everyone and not buy it.

You like, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, how many catties of salt didn't buy back, and even more so for winter vegetables, what about oil, alas, even the drops of sesame oil didn't pour out the empty to buy it, and it costs too much money.

I won't go into detail with you, Fusheng and I, we both have it. ”

Everyone gossiped and said, "You don't need to report to us, Grandpa, how many times have you said it." ”

Song Fugui also stood up with the bowl and shouted loudly: "If the flowers are gone, Grandpa and the Fusheng brothers will say hello, if not, we will go to Nursery Rhyme Town to do short-term work, look for it, see where there is work, and find a way to earn it." ”

"Just your slanted eyes, who dares to use you, shut up, listen to me. There is a joy and a sorrow, alas. Let's talk about some happy events first," Grandpa Song sighed first, looking at his expression, it didn't look like he was going to say happy things.

The old man deliberately stopped and brewed the mood he first heard about that formation: "Today, Fusheng sold us pine nuts for one hundred and thirty-nine taels of silver!" ”

Boom, everyone blew up.

After being plagued by those bad guys in Wuquan County for so many catties, can you still sell it for so much silver?

The people who came to this area also stopped. I didn't expect to hear one hundred and thirty-nine taels when I came for the first time.

The head of the high-speed rail was sharp-eyed, and shone the torch into the distance: "Someone is coming." ”

The man came out from behind the room and introduced himself as the son of the patriarch Ren Eugene.

Grandpa Song: "What's the matter?" He was angry when he heard the surname Ren now. In particular, Fusheng and he roughly learned about relief food.

Song Fusheng stood up and took the note.

It is written the address of the master of the well drill in the town of nursery rhyme.

This is really helpful, when I arrived in Nursery Rhyme Town today, I didn't ask the master of the well, otherwise what to drink in winter, the river water will freeze into ice.

But when asked, those who know how to say that in this season, no one wants to work, and it is not good to drill wells.

"My father said, let you take the note and find it, at least I can give you half a penny of silver, let's go."

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